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Although I kept expecting that something could happen at any moment, nothing happened.

The two monsters hadn't left me alone here, but otherwise they left me alone.

Both seemed to me to be busy with some slips of paper.

But I didn't even have to give in to the illusion that they were letting me out of their sight.

I only had to twitch a finger to get the werewolves' attention.

The room here was even larger than the previous one, with light-colored walls and much of the furniture, which was probably mostly made of wood.

To my delight, I was able to see out of one of the windows from my perspective without craning my neck. Even if there was nothing to see there apart from trees and bushes.

My stomach growled. Suddenly the eyes of the two werewolves were on me.

"Do you think she would like to eat something now?" one asked the other. However, he just raised an eyebrow and looked briefly at his twin and then back at me. "She would probably just put it in her

mouth then spit it at our feet."

The other hesitated briefly and seemed to think about it. "I think I'll risk it. Do you think she likes pasta with tomato sauce?" "

Do you want to cook?" the other asked, really confused.

"After all, why do we have a kitchen?" Said the other and just shrugged his shoulders.

"Let me put it another way: You can cook? I mean, we both let the pack kitchen cook for us our whole lives or ate our hunted loot." "

Well, it really can't be that hard, can it? It looked very easy in the kitchen anyway."

Without another word, the other stood up.

"Where do you want to go now?", the other wanted to know.

"I figured I'd get something against food poisoning just to be on the safe side, in the unlikely event that she should actually eat what you're producing."

"Man Luke, don't be mean. You don't even know if something like that happens." "

But the chance that something negative will come out of it is quite increased. Just do us all a favor and get something from the pack kitchen. If you're really that serious about cooking, It's best to let someone who can show you first."

"Maybe you're right."

"Of course I'm right."

"Now you're being a bit smug, aren't you?

"I'm one of the pack's doctors. It is fundamental for me to know what is good and what is bad for health. Especially since this is about a human and not a werewolf. As a beta, you don't need to know that at all, so you know about things that I don't know anything about and even our companion probably has very special knowledge of things that we don't know anything about." Both seemed almost fascinated by

them to be thoughts.

"What do you think she knows? I mean she's been in nature all her life. It's a life most people wouldn't survive even a week. They simply lack many of the things needed to survive in the wilderness. We werewolves, on the other hand, are really well equipped." One of them praised himself. I wanted to roll my eyes. Who of those present had spent their whole life without contact with civilization and who, on the other hand, couldn't even prepare food, aside from their prey, they'd probably be stupid enough to pick up a death cap or something similar when they were mushroom picking and seriously eat it.

They actually brought me something to eat. Something they called noodles.

I honestly don't know what that stuff is supposed to be. Wouldn't eat it anyway. After all, who knew what they might have done in there.

Even if one of the two kept holding a forkful of them in front of my nose.

"Shouldn't she be hungry or doesn't she like noodles?" he asked, sounding a bit confused. The other werewolf, who was again busy with these notes, looked up. "For one thing, she probably never had noodles in her

life On the other hand, I think we already discussed it today that she distrusts us too much to eat something from us."

"That's right. But this cannot remain permanent. Force-feeding isn't something we can do forever either."

The other sighed: "Yes, you're absolutely right and I'm racking my brains about it. It'll still be a long time before the next full moon and that's it too no guarantee. If things go terribly wrong, things can go haywire. The biggest problem first and foremost is the lack of trust. The fact that we can't communicate properly with her makes it even harder. But even if that weren't the case, she would can't believe us. She just grew up knowing we're the bad guys around here."

"Well, we werewolves are often not exactly the good ones in stories, even if our story provides us with some counter-examples."

"Yes, there are some instances where we are the good guys. But it was precisely the reign of the last Alpha and the seizure of power over the people, including the oppression of them that went along with it, that put us in a bad light. Dealing with people who are not our companions over the last almost 300 years has often been cruel enough and something we should all be ashamed of. The murder of Luna's sister alone was absolutely insane. She was innocent, just going home and murdered in cold blood because a werewolf just felt like it."

Inwardly, I bit my tongue. How I would have rubbed them in the face that they had just told you openly that werewolves murdered innocent people for no reason. And even though they were pretending to think it was bad too, I didn't believe a word these beasts said. They just didn't want to admit the cruel deeds they were capable of.

A loud wolf howl sounded. While an ice-cold shiver ran down my spine at the sound, the two werewolves froze to pillars of salt for a second.

Suddenly they jumped to their feet almost at the same time and I really couldn't prevent it and winced at the fast movements. Luckily, they probably didn't notice, just stared at each other.

"Shall we leave her alone?" "We have no choice."

They glanced at me for a moment, but then turned and stormed out of the house.

Barely a second later I heard the door of the house slam. Loud cracking sounded and I was able to run away from two werewolves through the window.

For a brief moment I was caught in the memory of these two monsters. But then, fortunately, I caught myself quickly.

Something must have happened...

And maybe this was my chance!

I didn't know how long they would be gone, but I would be stupid to let the opportunity pass. After all, I couldn't know when I might have the next opportunity.

With some effort I moved one body part after the next. No matter what they gave me, the effect seemed to have greatly diminished compared to what it was like when I woke up.

I got up. The first steps were still quite uncertain, but I quickly got back into it.

Less than ten seconds later I was already standing in front of the door to the outside.